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Show And so Bibbs made him welcome, and the old men lived together happily, but ever fearful. Day by day they played upon the Stradivarius and when the doorbell rang there was a moment's panic in the shop, and men who came were roundly cursed by Bibbs and never came aga1n. 12 I T was morning in the little shop. Bibbs came slowly out of his silent chamber, the Stradivarius under his arm. He laid the violin upon its shelf and lifted the window shades. The sun lit up his pale and haggard face. Suddenly the bell above the door clanged furiously and a man stepped in. "Hello, Bibbs J Give me the Stradivarius," said he. "I'm glad you didn't come before,'' Bibbs answered, keeping back his tears. "He is dead-the man who loved the Stradivarius-you may take it and wel-come." 13 |